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One day I was sleeping alone. Then I got one touch. I was thinking what is that, why I had got a touch? When I turned right I saw a robot! The robot was telling that what happened? Moving his hands right, left, up, down and bottom side. Actually it was a Bengali robot!
When I was asked it “will you be my friend?”, the robot said “yes! But if you listen to me then I will be your friend”. I told “yes. Why not, but I am not sure”. The robot tells that you had told yes and so you have to listen to me really. When I was going to my school after that I saw he was sitting next to me. He was going there, too. I requested it to go out of my school and go home. “Donot disturb me”. He told that I will not go and be with you. I told him okay but please be invisible if you be with me.
Then my daddy came from home, he saw I was talking with someone. He said that with whom are you talking? No one is there. The robot started telling something in my ear. My Daddy told that why are you doing like this. The robot was showing his blue hand. My daddy asked that, “what is this? Toy or a robot in your room?” I told yes papa, I am having a robot. He came away from my window. He told me okay and he went home.
Next day was Laxmi Puja. My robot had turned like my father. When I saw him I told him why have you done that? The robot told it is fine and I told “okay”. When I was sitting in Laxmi puja with my robot, father and friends was sitting with me too. When I was taking picture with my friends, the robot was hitting in my back. When the picture was taken I went to my room. Suddenly there was a push and I saw myself in bed.
Last Sunday, I went to a picnic with my family and friends. It was a place called Kanak Garden. We went there in our own car.
On the way we picked up one of our friend and his family. When we reached there, everyone had already started to play. We joined them in the middle of the game. We played cricket and my team won. In the middle of the game, my mother forced me to have my breakfast. We had puri, sabzi and jelebi. We then made two teams. One team was of few dads and another team was with my friends. We played football. The game ended without any goal. After that I played a new game called ‘Housie’. I even won a ten rupees prize.
Then our dad’s began to lay the tables for our lunch. We had our lunch together. When our parents were having lunch, some of us clicked pictures of them and few served them. After lunch, as our parents were not allowing us to play cricket or football or badminton, we started playing hit the wicket. I was able to hit the wicket three times. Slowly it stated to get dark. We all said goodbye to each other and returned home.
This is the first time I went to such a picnic. I enjoyed it very much.
Jawaharlal Nehru’s birthdy is celebrated as Children’s day in India. This is celebrated on 14th November every year. Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru was the first Prime Minister of India and remained as the Prime Minister until his death in 1964. We celebrate his birthday as Children’s day because he loved children and also emphasized on giving love and affection to children. He was very close to the children and was known as Chacha Nehru. This day is celebrated to increase the awareness of people towards the rights, care , education of children. This day is celebrated with many events in schools of India. The teachers explain the importance of the day to the students. This is the day for students to remember Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru by his work for the country and also to take pledge for doing great deeds and sacrifice for the motherland.
It was like one of those Friday evening during which Sundar was returning to Keutia, his native village. It was already 6 o’clock in the evening last it seemed to be quite late at night as it was already late November. Sundar was an employee in a private IT firm in Salt Late, Sector V, the IT hub of Kolkata. But during every ..day might be returned to his native village Keutia. It was one of those backdated areas that was situated in of the most remote areas located in the outskirts of the city region.
It was that particular time of the day which was mainly seen as the “hours of the defeated”. Sundar had taken this job only in the last month, but during this short span of time only he had developed a bad taste for home coming. It was quite obvious that a person who had shifted to the city would have quite mesmerized by the facilities that he could get in the city. In this IT firm work is done in moments with scientific precisions. But he was trying to escape from his weekly 9-5 schedule.
Sundar returned home. He asked his 67 years old father “Hi! Baba, how are you ?”. His father replied “I am fine, your mother has gone to Siraj’s house next door”. To his utter astonishment, Sundar remarked “why Baba?”. His father quite irritatedly remarked that “Arrey! Siraj’s brother Sajid is very ill today, so he will be taken to the ojha and the Tantrik who will perform their required rituals and the Yagaya and also will give a list of necessary do’sand don’t’s for the family. “Do you believe all these Tantriks? I don’t know.”.
Sundar felt extremely disturbed when he heard of this backdated practices that prevail in this area even today. It is merrily due to the fact that still poverty, literacy, unemployment have been the curse of the society even today. Despite the country has advanced so much in the fields of science, technology, astronomy, defense but still we have not been able to eradicate this backwardness from the country. He felt that as long this practice will prevail India will not progress.
According to Sundar he should develop a feeling of scientific temper and tolerance towards all in accordance with the fundamental duties stated by the constitution. As a responsible citizen of the country Sundar felt that it is a duty to be tolerant towards all and think rationally before taking our action. Being absorbed in this thought Sundar went for a sleep to have a super Saturday next day.